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texasthegreatdestroyer · 2 years

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Ya know... I pick fun at dumb people on the internet, but uh... I don’t pick a lot of fun at myself. I think it’s time to change that...

What kind of post is this? For once, not a Sims 4 post bitching about how custom content creators are scummy, because oh my gosh Tex, how many times can you actually bitch about shit most the people who follow your blog already know? What can I say? I’m a broken record. No today, I’m doing another art drop, this time doing an art before and after, poking fun at the old piece I did over a month ago in comparison to a brand new piece I finished up just a little while ago.

(oh muh god, the cute cheak swirlies~ I do not know what eldritch Lovecraftian abomination possessed me to leave the adorable swirly cheekies out of the first design, but it’s fucking blasphemy, I am an uncultured swine! :’) )

For context, I own a role play server that is steampunk oriented of about 100 plus people, and I write for a range of characters ranging from my own original characters, to characters from other fictional works. This here is a steampunk/Victorian adaptation of Marlya Noel from the anime, Fairygone.I finished this about an three hours ago and oh muh god. She beautiful! She majestic! Her uh... grip on the rifle could be better, but at least her hands look nice, All around, the sketch was done so much better and it really shows through on this piece. (Fellow artists. The sketch matters. Never dial it in on a sketch, because while you can fix minor errors in a sketch later on down the line, you cannot fix the foundation of it without having to pretty much redo the whole thing. Put effort into sketches, don’t make the same mistake I did and have to go back and eventually redesign a piece you absolutely despise.) That and thinking back now, I could have probably done good with a black lace headband for the goggles considering how light her hair is and I might fix that since I didn’t merge all my layers, But I really love this piece, it did justice towards a lot of the issues I had with my last version of this, which I’ll go into soon. My biggest accomplishment? Her body size. I’m used to drawing very busty women, hell, my tumblr account persona is based on my main original character who is a very busty woman, so believe me when I say this character was a challenge, because I don’t draw a lot of super petite women, and uh... here’s the original piece of reference art of who I am drawing.

Uh yeah. She a stick. She a cute stick, but still a friggin stick. As you can figure, there’s a reason I made this 2nd redesign. I did not do well at portraying her body type, and there were also quite a few anatomy errors/mediocre portrayal. Allow me to just post that train wreck now and promptly tear it apart.

Right off the bat, a bunch of issues.

MUH’LADY, YOUR HAND IS BACKWARDS! WTF??? That thumb do no go there! Hands do not work like that! That do not do the thing that your thing is doing! God, she must have an awful time using that hand for ANYTHING. I’m so sorry queen, what did I do to you???

I absolutely failed at adapting to my paper texturing, and it shows, because everything is darker than it should be, and it’s awful. That thing I mentioned about a black lace head band in comparison to the beige one? Yeah, woulda done me sooo much better to use the beige one for THIS piece, because Marlya’s hair was made so fuckin dark that you can’t hardly tell that her goggles are put on a lace head band. And don’t get me started on the hair’s shading, it’s fuckin abysmal. What’s the point of doing lighting if it’s gonna look so damn dull and hardly there, that and it’s one flat, boring color? Her eyes, although coloring wise, I do like them, are not accurate to the actual original reference, even then though is a bit dull, and neither is her hair or skin, because I failed at adapting to the texture I frequently use to make things look nice and soft. Oh! And those boots? YEAH! THEY’RE FUCKIN STUPID :D I wanted to go the route of a lacy, curve fitting dress, with some sleek, skin tight, modern looking elements to it, so uh YEAH! LET’S JUST ADD SOME BULKY ASS, HIDIOUS, BROWN BOOTS! :D Tex, what the actual fuck were you thinking??? You’ve just committed an act of mental torture to yourself and all who bear witness to this atrocity and over all to the name of fashion... The legs are cringe. Yall don’t have weird pointy spots sticking out of the side of your right leg? BAGH! BLASPHEMY!

“SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-”

Ma’am, you look quite perturbed and a little dead inside. It’s okay, I am too. I’ve been dead inside since I found out that Sims 4 builders think they’re entitled to money for building houses out of other people’s cc, oh and also since I found out that MAP supporters actually exist. :D

Jokes aside, her expression really isn’t that terrible, it just doesn’t work in the context of what I was drawing, but it is accurate for the type of art I was making, It’s a character ref, and I don’t want the character I’m trying to show off to be overly expressive, as I want a clear as possible image of the character I’m portraying, but like... The pose I tried to do just doesn’t work for the minimal expression. A pose like what I was doing requires more facial expression to not make the pose look super forced and stiff. It just looks really uncanny and awful. As a result of that, she legit looks fuckin dead inside. Me too Marlya, me too. The pose for the redo looks so much better, because it doesn’t require a whole lot of expression to work, that and in this AU I put her in, someone I role play with frequently expressed interest in the rifle she was using, because I described it as having a mahogany butt, and they’re like “Sounds super old, antique, and cool AF” so I’m sure he’ll be pretty stoked to see the actual rifle in question. So yeah, definitely if I’ma do a pose like I did in the 1st drawing again, it needs to be a lot more expressive. I cannot stress this enough. The FUCKIN AUDACITY to leave out the swirly cheekies. It’s a signature part of my art style at this point, and even the dudes have them, which is saying something because I try to reserve more cutesy traits for women or feminine appearing individuals, and I didn’t put it on a woman??? What crack was I on when I made the artistic decision to leave it out? Cause I need to steer clear from that shit.

As I mentioned before actually posting this shite ass pic, there was some struggles with the body type I was trying to draw. My biggest issue was that the image I was referencing made her look like she had relatively curvy hips, and so I tried to heavily emphasize those hips to make it stick out, but by doing this, she ended up bustier than she actually canonically is, and I’m trying to make a reference piece for her, not prep her for fuckin r/34. So yeah, she ended up with tigger ol biddies than she actually has, and wider hips than she actually has. Also doesn’t help that the dress I made for her does emphasize the chest a little, so I knew breast size wise, she was going to look bigger than she is, but it’s really obvious that I over did the curves in an attempt to not overdue the curves, and clearly the dress is not THAT impactful, because I managed to pull it off in the 2nd redesign. So uh, yay me for being absolutely friggin counter productive! GOLD STAR! :D

What actually really ended up helping me is that I stopped focusing so heavily on the hips and just tried to get down the basic, general, slim yet curvy feel and just left out the usual effort that I put in like when I do with drawing bustier women, and that helped significantly, so in short, I learned not to overthink it. I need to put in as much effort as there is mass. Bigger girls need more effort, smaller girls need not as much effort. I really friggin hated the first piece I did. I just pushed through it in using it what it was made for because I didn’t feel like making another one at the time, and then the thing that actually set me off and made me redo it was that hand, like that’s a fuckin rooky mistake for myself, someone’s actively been doing art every day and seriously practicing to improve since I was 7 years old and really awakened myself to my potential skill. 5 year old me be like: “Ooo! Pretty colors neat scribbles!” 7 year old me: “Oh hey! I semi drew anime! I think I can keep going with this!” and did. I’m an adult in my 20′s now. I’ve doing art for awhile, so that piece REALLY bugged the shit out of me, especially because these pieces are again a month apart. I could understand if maybe the piece was a few months ranging to a year old, but a single month?... I expect much better from myself than the garbage fire that was that first picture. That and I could tell I really got tired of that image towards the end of drawing it, because I really just fuckin threw in the towel. The Shading was so basic bitch, and the details were non existent. where as this recent one had a lot of details, the dress was made to look so much better, so much prettier and working very well with the style I was trying to go for, and you could really tell I gave a shit about what I was drawing there. There’s still some mistakes in it, I mean, no piece is ever perfect, but still, I love it for what it is, and it’s not only a testament that I can always do better, but it shows a difference between me when I’m passionate about a piece and when I’m not. If yall got any criticisms for either pieces, feel free to leave em, because contrary to some people’s beliefs, I actually am very capable of taking criticism when it’s legit actual good, well informed, criticism. But also, while I won’t be a dick about it, if I do see criticism that isn’t the best, I’ll do my best to explain why it’s not the best, because as much as some people don’t want to admit, there is such thing as trash criticism, but if it’s legit criticism, I will take it to heart and try to better myself. Ya don’t have to worry about me being a butt hurt bitch over it, OBVIOUSLY because I’ll sit here and tear my own shit apart without the help of someone else.

Oh, and I went ahead and swapped out the beige band for the black since it works for her hair color now and doesn’t get overshadowed by how dark her hair is. Feel free to tell me which one ya like better.

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thesoftestofpetals · 9 months

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Nine People Tag

Thank you for the tag @squarebracket-trick!

I'm going to use different answers for this one (so, it's not exactly the same as the last one), but it's still accurate since I tend to read / watch a lot of things all at once.

Tagging: @stesierra, @silverslipstream @callahanscorner and an open tag for anyone who wants to do this one (No pressure to do it though!)

Three Ships

1. Aelin/Rowan - Throne or Glass 2. Jude/Cardan - The Cruel Prince 3. Kaz/Inej - Six of Crows

Currently Listening

Kiss from a Rose - Seal La Libertad - Alvaro Soler

Last Movie

Dungeons and Dragons - Honor Among Thieves

Currently Reading

The Cruel Prince, Throne of Glass, Graceling

Currently Watching

Shadow & Bone on Netflix

Currently Consuming

Chocolate doughnut with sprinkles

Currently Craving

Still that really specific pasta that I don't know how to explain

Last Thing Searched (for Writing Purposes):

Aside from names, it was a poison guide. Like how much of each poison it takes to be lethal, symptoms, side effects after recovery, etc.

Current Obsession:

Ahhhh, for once I don't know >.< Finishing TSOP and getting it published is probably my main one. I want to get it 100% done before June of 2024. But I’ve also gotten a lot of really awesome art of Ev and Kei through art fight, commissions from Ruby, and I've been redesigning the covers / dust jackets recently. I also finished composing the conlang songs yesterday and redoing the world map. Anyways, I’m just really excited to be so close to the end, even though I'll miss writing about Ev and Kei, and most of my current projects revolve around TSOP somehow.

#tag game #nine people game #nine people #tags

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angstysebfan · 3 years

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The Past Can Break You - 4

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

AU: Avengers

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for aa few years. As far as you’re concerned he is the one. But what happens when a blast from the actual past shows up?

A/N: Ive seen a lot stories of Bucky getting his first love from the 40′s back. And I’ve always wondered... what would happen if he was dating someone already? Reader is from this time. Not proofread.

Warning: honestly probably not the best ive written... sorry

It’s been almost a week since you told Bucky you needed space. You have barely come out of your room, because you didn’t want to see him, and especially her. You wonder if this is really the end of your relationship. You are grateful that he has given you space, and according to Nat, he hasn’t gone near Dot. Dot has been spending a lot of time down in the lab with Tony. Wanting to learn about technology. Good luck to her.

Over the last few days you have been waking up to soft knocking on your door. You go to open the door and find a single red rose with no note. You figure it is Bucky, and while it makes your heart flutter, you force yourself to leave in on your dresser. As you walk down to the kitchen to eat breakfast you see Nat sitting at the counter.

“Morning, Nat,” you say quietly.

She smiles softly at you, “Morning. How are you feeling?” she asks.

You shrug as you continue making your coffee and grab your fixings for cereal. When you turn around you see Bucky sleepily walk into the kitchen. You look at the bags under his eyes and he stops short and stares at you. You feel your heart break when you know that he doesn’t sleep well without you.

“Morning, Doll,” he says, completely ignoring Nat’s existence.

“Good morning Bucky,” you say. You decide to take your breakfast to go and shuffle around him as he walks further into the room. You stop and turn to look at him again, “Thank you for the roses. They are beautiful, “ you say before leaving.

Bucky sighs heavily when you leave and looks at Nat. “God I hope this works. I can’t live like this much longer, Nat. I miss her so goddamn much,” he says as he puts his face in his hands.

“Barnes man up. This will work. She commented on the roses. She is hurt and doesn’t trust you, which you can’t blame her for. But the fact that she thanked you, tells me that she appreciates you putting in the effort. It’s time to do this. Let her know that you are serious about making her a priority. Now I bought everything. You go get ready and I will get her there, okay?” She says.

Bucky nods and heads out of the kitchen to get ready. He hopes that this will work. He is hoping that if anything it will show you how much he loves you and how much he wants to be with you. But he would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous that you will reject him also. But Nat seems to think this will work, so we will see.

You are sitting on your bed, watching Netflix when there is a knock on your door. You call for them to enter and see Nat walk through the door. She walks over and sits on your bed.

“Hey honey, how are you holding up?” she asks as she sits.

You shrug, hugging yourself. “I-I miss him. But I’m still mad at him. But I want to talk to him. But I’m scared that it will end,” you say.

Nat pulls you into a hug, “Honey, I promise he has been moping in his room all week. I don’t think he has gone near her once. Steve has been watching over her, and she has been spending a lot of time in the lab, which is weird, but whatever. He told her he was done and he meant it. Talk to him,” she says.

You can’t help the tears, “Has be been... okay?” you ask.

“He misses you. He wants to make it up to you. Are you ready to hear him out, and have a conversation with him?” Nat asked.

You sigh and think about whether or not you are ready. You look at her and node slowly, causing her to smile. “Good. I was hoping that would be your answer. Now get up and put...” she ran to the bedroom door and grabs a box from the hallway she left there, bringing it back to the bed. “This on. I’ll meet you in the garage in 1 hour,” she says before leaving. You open the box and gasp.

When Nat pulls up to the edge of Central Park, you look at her in question. She nods telling you to go ahead. You get out of the car and start walking down the path. As you get closer to the clearing, you hear light music. You continue walking and finally enter the clearing where you recognize you had your first date with Bucky. You look around and see roses everywhere and candles, along with music.

Finally your eyes meet Bucky, who is standing in the middle of open space. He is wearing a navy blue suit, that matches your navy blue dress that Nat gave you. He has shaved his beard to some light scruff, that makes you swoon. His hair is cut short, and looks so soft. You see he is nervous as he waits for you to make a move.

“Hi Bucky,” you say.

He sighs and gives you a small smile, “Hi baby. I’m glad you came,” he says as he steps up to you with another rose in his hand.

He hands it to you, which causes you to smile, “Well Nat didn’t exactly give me much of a choice,” you say.

He laughs, “Yea, she has been helping me set up all of this. I’m so glad you are here. I-I wanted to... I... Baby, I can’t even find the words to apologize for being such an ass. But I’m done. I told Dot she had to deal with things herself. I told her that you were the one I want. And, I haven’t seen her since. I know that it will take a lot more than a date and begging to get you to forgive me, but I hope that we can recreate our first date because I fell in love with you that night. Not that I am expecting anything, but I owed you, and--”

You cut Bucky off with you lips slotting on his. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you impossibly close. “Bucky, I’m ready to talk. I’m ready to fix this. I’ve missed you. I love you so much, and the fact that you are doing all of this, means so much to me. This isn’t going to fix everything, but I’m ready to talk,” you say.

Bucky leads you to the table and you both sit and talk about the situation. You talk about your fears and how you felt when Dot arrived. You expressed how his actions affected you, and Bucky took everything in stride. When you finally finished going through everything, Bucky then told you how the last thing he wanted was to hurt you. He felt that he owed it Dot, because he knows how scary it is to wake up in a different time. And while he used to have love for Dot, the moment he met you and started to date you, Dot no longer held his heart. Only you.

He told you that he will never put anything ahead of you or your relationship again. After you both agreed you will move back into your room, but Bucky still has a lot of things to make up for. You then danced the night away under the stars. You both eventually make your way back to your shared apartment. Bucky surprised you with new lingerie, the same pair he ruined that night. You got a redo of that date night, and this time, Bucky made sure you had several more orgasms, before finishing himself. No interruptions, no ex’s, just the two of you reclaiming your love on each other.

Dot had been trying to figure out what she could do to split you and Bucky up for good. She knew you would be pathetic and fall for his charms again, just like all the girls from back in the day. She had to step up her game in this century though, and who better to learn from then one of the smartest men who happen to live in the compound also.

She started to spend time with Tony to learn the ins and outs of technology in the 21st century. He also taught Dot how utilize FRIDAY. showed her all the fun and cool thing that no one cared to know. Dot made sure she seemed completely excited and interested, which helped Tony’s ego and gave her more information. Eventually Dot figured out something that she could use.

She smiled when she saw both you and Bucky going into shared apartment after your date. While she hated the idea of you and Bucky together, she knew that she could use her new knowledge against you. And now was the perfect time to put that in motion.

Chapter 3 / Chapter 5

Not 100% how I feel about this chapter. I felt like it was getting too long so I cut it, but maybe I shouldn’t have. So I’m sorry if it’s not as good. But DRAMA ALERT!! What is Dot going to do? Feedback is appreciated!

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saintobio · 2 years

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hi saint you absolute bodacious goddess, thank you for another beautiful chapter

i have some questions pertaining to your writing habits and whatnot, idk if you’ve ever answered an ask about this but if you did then disregard lmao

as a fellow writer myself, i have trouble finding time and motivation to update my stories and i noticed that you literally update sn/sy chapters in what could be like 7 chapters worth in a short amount of time

so i’m curious what your writing schedule looks like, for instance if you go to school, have a job, other priorities, then how do you balance out everything since i know writing/editing takes a huge chunk of time

and oh my god what motivates you to write ‘cause i try to come back to a chapter to edit and after a paragraph i ditch the app HAHA, anyway thank you luv

- 🍟

the intro pls 😭 yes, i did answer something like this before but i’ve searched through my whole blog and still couldn’t find it, so i guess i’ll just redo.

but before that, i’m just gonna say that sy currently has 25k words with only 2 chapters out and i was actually so shocked when i added the revised chapter to my docs lmao it’s basically half the total wc for wastelands! i think the reason why i can write this much is bc i also have many side stories for sn/sy, so i wanted to capture as much of those backstories as i can.

anyway, here’s what my daily schedule looks like (i’m not proud of this schedule though, very unhealthy and mentally draining). i do have a 9-5 corporate job, but i only go to the office like twice a week, then the rest of my days i work at home.

a day in saint’s life !

weekdays

5:00 AM-7:00 AM — i wake up and spend some time in bed scrolling through tumblr, answering asks, etc

7:00 AM-9:00 AM — i prepare for my day, eat breakfast, check emails, go to work (or start work at home)

9:00 AM-3:00 PM — work, work, work i usually am not online around this time

3:00 PM-5:00 PM — around this time work gets less hectic, i chat with my colleagues, go to a nearby café, walk around, sometimes i go online on tumblr, basically anything to kill time

5:00 PM-7:00 PM — i go home, relax and take a nap, or i usually spend this time catching up on my fav manhwas, watching movies, etc. it’s my personal time

8:00 PM-12:00 AM — i write 2-3k words for my current series, research data, edit

weekends

FULL DAY — self care lol i go shopping, do some errands, go to my appointments if i have one, then for the rest of the evening i either go home to write the fic or meet up with my friends to have a drink

to be honest, i don’t know how i can manage to squeeze a 10-14k word chapter with this schedule but it’s kinda what drained me the hell out for the duration of sn 😭 on the other hand, i just naturally crave writing and i don’t feel fulfilled if i don’t at least get to write like 300 words a day.

how to stay motivated — well, first of all, ask yourself: how willing are you to commit yourself in writing this series? if your answer is something between 60-80% then i’ll be frank and say that you’re not gonna manage finishing this series consistently, if at all. you should have a full 100% when it comes to both ‘dedication and inspiration’ in order to have that motivation to update regularly. because otherwise, having little motivation will make writing feel like a job and it’s eventually gonna make you lose interest in accomplishing a chapter or two.

find all the right inspos that make you wanna write — watch movies related to ur series, read stories related to ur series, listen to a playlist that remind you of ur series (ie. reading tre was half the reason why i’d been so inspired to finish sn). find what brings that spark of inspiration in you. maybe read ur old chapters and get inspired to do better than the last. also, just wanna share that a writing habit of mine is to take a nap before i actually start writing. i don’t write without enough rest, bc once i do wake up from a nap and then i open my laptop, that’s when i feel the most inspired to write. my brain’s usually full of ideas after a good nap (kinda like recharging 😹) i’m sorry if my advice won’t work on you, but this is basically how i find the motivation to write + dealing with a hectic schedule :)

wish u the best, my love! you can do this. don’t give up on writing but don’t force yourself either. if you really don’t feel motivated, then that’s okay. take enough time gathering your energy into something else first, then try coming back a few hours or even a day later and see if you feel like writing again. the quality of ur writing will be affected if you force yourself. so instead, take the time to have that momentum back by indulging urself on various forms of media. we all work in different ways so don’t feel pressured to have the same work ethic as another writer <3

#saint ♱ asks #saint’s schedule #saint ♱ writes

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twstarchives · 3 years

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Let Me Go!!

Card: Dorm Uniform - SSR Characters: Epel, Rook, Vil, Idia

Chapter 1

—INTERIOR HALLWAY—

Epel: Um... This is where the film studies club meets, right?

—CLASSROOM—

Epel: Excuse me...

Rook: Hello, Epel-kun! I see Vil asked you to lend a hand here.

Epel: I’d say it’s more like I was forced... Did he ask you too?

Rook: I’m helping on my own accord. The pleasure is all mine if I’m able to be with Vil.

(Clap, clap!)

Vil: Film studies club! Everyone gather around.

I’m going to discuss the details for when we begin our next student-produced film.

I’ll hand out the script first. Everyone, take one each.

Epel: Whoa, this script is so thick. They must really go all out with their activities here...

Vil: The next film we’re producing will be about time travel.

It’s set in the present day. The students of Night Raven College use a time machine...

And travel to the era of the Great Seven’s Fairest Queen of All.

Rook: The era of the Fairest Queen of All... How très bien!

What a fascinating idea, don’t you think, Epel-kun?

Epel: Hah... I guess.

Vil: The leading role is still undecided. I’ll let you know once I’ve chosen them.

Now, the time machine is the key item in this story... Epel!

Epel: ! Yes?!

Vil: I’m putting you in charge of designing it.

Epel: What?! I-I’m just the help. Why am I in charge of something so important...?

Vil: I’ve deemed you the most suitable for this.

Epel: (What gave him that idea?! I’ve never designed anything in my life. I want to say no...)

Vil: The time machine will use a magical wheel as a base. You’ll be customizing the exterior.

This way, we can shoot driving scenes.

Epel: You said magical wheel...?!

Vil: Yes. I’ve already arranged for one to use in our shooting.

I’ve asked Ignihyde’s dorm leader, Idia, to modify it, so you will work with him to complete it.

Epel: Got it!

Vil: ...You sounded very genuine there. Well, if you’re feeling motivated now, then that’s fine.

The theme of the time machine’s design should be “something beautiful and fitting for the setting.”

Your deadline is in three days at noon. Is that clear?

Epel: Yes, Vil-san!

(I was so reluctant about having to help out the film studies club... but I didn’t expect there to be a magical wheel involved!)

(That feeling of the passenger becoming one with the vehicle as they ride on... Just watchin’ it gets me all excited.)

(Maybe if I made a design that makes Vil-san’s jaw drop, he’d even let me take it for a test run.)

(Okay, I’m gonna do my best!!)

—IGNIHYDE DORM - LOUNGE—

Epel: I’m Epel, a first-year from Pomefiore. You’re Idia-san, right? Let’s work hard together.

Idia: Ugh... The glittery Pomefioran is here, hurray...

O-Oh, um... Vil-shi explained everything to me. We’ll use this lounge to work...

Epel: Okay, thank you.

Oh, that’s the magical wheel we’re going to modify there next to you, right? It’s so cool...!!

Idia: Hah... I only agreed to this ‘cause Vil-shi said he’d compensate me...

But working with other people... really makes me irritated by the second.

I need to finish this and go back to my room ASAP before my sanity gauge runs out.

Epel: (I know Vil-san’s taste pretty well since he’s been training me for months ever since I enrolled here.)

(I need to aim for a fancy design that goes with the setting and also satisfies Vil-san.)

Idia-san. Let’s do our best designing this magical wheel...!

Idia: Yeah. Let’s get this done as fast as we can...

Chapter 2

—IGNIHYDE DORM - LOUNGE—

Epel: It took all night... but it’s done! Idia-san, the coloring for the magical wheel is all finished.

Idia: Congrats on getting it done. You told Vil-shi you’d show it to him once it was finished, right? Shouldn’t you call him?

And end this so I can be alone.

Epel: Yes, I’ll go do that!

Epel: Here’s the magical wheel, painted to look like a time machine.

The design was inspired by the peacock engraved into the Fairest Queen of All’s favorite chair.

Vil: ......

Epel: Um... Vil-san?

Vil: Epel. Are you satisfied with this design?

Epel: What do you mean, am I satisfied...?

Vil: I ordered you to design something “beautiful and fitting for the setting.”

However, this piece conveys nothing from the creator’s heart.

You wouldn’t consider this design “beautiful,” would you?

Epel: ...! Well, I...

Vil: To me, this looks like you only tried to match the setting.

Redo it, Epel. And don’t think about coming back to the dorm until it’s finished.

Epel: What?! Vil-san, wait a seco— ...He’s gone.

...Dammit! How can he be angry that I made it exactly as he said...?!

But I get to work with a magical wheel, which I love so much. No way am I giving up after failing once!

I need to make something that I think is beautiful, that matches the setting,

And something that would make Vil-san satisfied, right?

I’m gonna do it!!

...... But what would that be...?

—IGNIHYDE DORM - IDIA’S ROOM—

Idia: Hehee! I got that kitty accessory I wanted! It’s a rare strength item that boosts my speed by 100!

Hehehe, now, the boss from this ultra-hard quest... You should tremble in fear of my dodging power.

(Running footsteps!)

(Epel barges in)

Epel: Idia-san!

Idia: Eee! E-E-E-E-Epel-shi! It’s rude to come into someone’s room without knocking!

Epel: Oh... S-Sorry.

It’s just, we have to redo the time machine...

Idia: Hah? He rejected that flashy design?

Epel: Yeah... So please help me make it over again!

Idia: (I can’t believe Vil-shi. He should’ve done this himself if he was going for something specific. Why’d he leave it to someone else?)

(I can’t stand them taking away my gaming time anymore. I gotta get this done now and chase out Epel-shi...)

H-Hey, Epel-shi. Do you have anything you’re good at?

Epel: Huh? Why are you asking?

Idia: ‘Cause wouldn’t this get done faster if Vil-shi just made it himself instead of having you make it over again?

But he still put you up to it... So shouldn’t you consider that maybe you’ve got some kind of secret talent?

In online games, leveling up skills you’re good at makes getting through the game easier.

Epel: But I’m just good at things like carving apples. I can’t really use that in desig——

(...Hm? Apples...?)

I figured it out!!

Idia: Ee! I-I-It scares me when you yell out of nowhere! Wh-What did you figure out?

Epel: I figured out what I can make that’s as beautiful and fitting for the setting as I can!

Idia: I-I’m glad to see you came up with an idea. Well, let’s get on with it then.

Epel: Huh? But you stayed up all night last night. Are you sure you shouldn’t rest a little...?

Idia: Heh, staying up all night is nothing to me. I stan a group of idols who look elderly but with hearts eternally 17...

And even Moirai on the Edge can do live performances for 72 hours straight.

We’ll prevail over this ultra-hard quest!

Epel: M-Moi...rai? I-I don’t know what that means, but let’s work hard!

(This time, we’ll make a design that Vil-sanーno, that anyone would approve of!)

Chapter 3

ーーThe day the time machine is due.

???: ...el... Epel!

—IGNIHYDE DORM - LOUNGE—

Epel: *Yawns*...?

Huh? Ahh! When did I go to sleep?! And Vil-san, what’re you doin’ here?

Vil: Your deadline is today at noon, so I came to check up on how you were doing. Honestly, I cannot believe you were sprawled out asleep on the floor.

So? Have you finished the time machine?

Epel: Oh... I did. Take a look at this!

There’s a story where the Fairest Queen of All made a poisoned apple, right?

So this time, I used that as my inspiration.

The color of the whole body represents a ripe, red, shining apple.

Like one you reach out to take without even realizing it... Anyway, I made sure it looked delicious!

Vil: Hmm... Go on.

Epel: Right. The other thing I worked especially hard on was this design that’s hidden when the machine is stopped, and only gets revealed when it starts up.

I’ll turn it on to let you see.

Vil: ! You painted the tire kept inside... Is that a skull?

Epel: Yes! One of the stories mentioned that a skull rose up before the poisoned apple the Queen made turned red...

So I added a symbol that can’t be seen from the outside unless you start it up.

This time machine is as “beautiful and fitting for the setting” as I can make it right now!

Vil: ...Allow me to ask you one thing. Why did you change to a poisoned apple?

Epel: Um... When I tried to use a peacock in my design, I honestly couldn’t tell if it was good or bad...

But then I thought, no one would be able to resist a design that makes apples look appealin’...!!

Vil: ......

...Heh. You finally came up with a design that reflects you.

Epel: ...! Yeah!

Vil: Now, I will leave you with the keys to this magical wheel.

Epel: Huh? Why me?

Vil: I’m heading back to our set. You’ll deliver the machine to the film studies club yourself.

You have until noon to bring it, just as we discussed. Don’t be late. Understood?

(Vil leaves)

Epel: ...If he was in such a rush, he could’ve just taken it himself... Wait, hold on?!

Does this mean I can ride it back to the set... maybe?

AHH~! ALL RIGHT!!

Idia: Ugh... Epel-shi, you’re too loud... Your voice is ringing through my sleep-deprived head...

Epel: Oh! S-Sorry, Idia-san.

I’ve always wanted a magical wheel... And I get to ride one I designed myself. I just can’t believe it...

Alright, let’s get to the school building!

—MAIN STREET—

Film Studies Student A: Hm...? What’s that? There’s something coming towards us from the front gate.

Rook: That is a magical wheel. And the one driving it is... Monsieur Cherry Apple, Epel-kun.

Film Studies Student A: It’s so glossy, like a real apple... And his Pomefiore uniform looks so nice. It’s beautiful!

Film Studies Student B: Driving that machine, Epel-kun’s got a radiance that’s different from his usual frail beauty.

Film Studies Student C: Yeah. That piercing cold look and his unconsciously curled-up lips... I’m so drawn to it; I can’t look away.

Rook: Did you hear that, Vil? Everyone is praising Epel-kun!

Vil: Hehe, these potatoes’ reactions are perfect.

Epel: Oh... There he is! Vil-san! Just as promised, I’m here to deliver this.

Let me stop the machine... Okay. Well, I’ll get going now.

Vil: Hold it, Epel. Stay right there.

Film studies club, your attention! I have an announcement to make regarding our next film.

For our undecided leading role... I’ve decided to cast Epel right here.

Epel: Wh... What?!

Vil: You all saw how he looked riding that time machine, yes?

I believe there’s no better person out there more suited for this role. Are there any objections?

Rook: It’s true, the sight of him riding that time machine up here almost felt like a scene from a movie.

Film Studies Student B: Yeah! Hats off to you for how dashing you looked. I’ll let you have my seat today.

Epel: W-Wait a second. I thought I was just helping with the design——

Vil: I’ve already made up my mind. I’ll thoroughly train you to be an actor, so do prepare yourself.

Now, you must do a costume fitting. Costume committee, take Epel to our club room.

Costume Committee: Okay!

Epel: I-I still haven’t said anything about doing th—let me go!!

Vil: ...I see now how drastically the sparkle in his eyes changes depending on whether he’s interested or not. Honestly. He’s a difficult apple to deal with.

Rook: Epel-kun was shining like a completely different person than he was yesterday, yes...

But perhaps were you anticipating this finale from the start?

Vil: Well, now. Who’s to say?

#twisted wonderland #epel felmier #personal story #dorm uniform

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izubear · 3 years

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rq by: @we-mentally-unstable

ch: shinsou, sero, iida, kirishima

reader: gn

warnings: mentions of very minor injuries from training

genre+format: fluff, headcanons

hitoshi shinsou

sigh i love him

okay he would 100% let you but only if the polish is black

“it matches with my hero costume.”

he would act like he doesn’t care but in his head he is just FAWNING over you because you look so content painting them

sit on his lap while you do them?

instant nosebleed

shinsou.exe has stopped working

he is thankful that you’re so comfortable with him

if you’re sitting on his lap (your back to his chest and his hands on your lap) he rests his head on your shoulder and may or may not give you smooches

after he’s used to them he subtly tries to hold ur hands more often so y'all match <3

doesn’t touch you even hours after they dry because he doesn’t wanna ruin your clothes

after he gets comfortable with them by the end of the week they are D E N T E D

literally half of them have chipped off and if not they’re dented and scratched

he’ll walk into your room like 🧍🏻because he doesn’t know how to ask for you to redo them

he’s not a shy person but he’s so 🦋🦋 around you he can’t help it

eventually caves and goes into the bathroom to grab all the supplies and just plops the bag on your bed

he’s not really a super shy person but he doesn’t know how to deal with the situation so he’s playing with the hem of his shirt and avoiding your gaze

“do you want me to do them again?”

he sticks his hands out towards you showing the absolutely destroyed nail polish from last time, still avoiding your gaze

that basically answered your question

“okay toshi! come sit down” you pat the bed

when i tell you the goofiest smile spreads across this mans face oh my god

bonus: loves the way his hands look when he runs them through your hair now

i spent so long on this one just 4 u muah <3

hanta sero

he walks into your room and is mesmerized by all the supplies on your desk and bed so he just leans against the doorframe and watches you for a while

when you notice him standing there he walks over to your side with an amused expression

he’s a pretty straightforward guy

so he picks up some of the materials on your desk

and asks what each one is

surprisingly he just straight up asks you to paint his nails

i have a large feeling that he has very little shame

not in an obnoxious way bc,,, he’s definitely not obnoxious

when you gladly say yes he’s so content with the atmosphere, you guys are silent but you have your shared playlist on shuffle

he definitely chooses white for the color because “it matches his tape and hero costume!”

he is the first to initiate the lap sitting position

“hon, can we move?” he says

“oh sure hanta, do you wanna switch spots or something?”

“actually…” he deadass lifts you up by your thighs while you’re still holding the nail clippers and everything and brings you onto your shared bed

he places you on his lap and smiles at you, giving you an encouraging look to resume back to what you were doing

you are,,,. very flustered but continue to fix his nails before you paint them

after you’re done and they’re dry, he keeps fanning his hands out and looking at them

he loves them and thanks you with forehead kisses 😼

keeps them pretty clean until they start growing out

“could you do them again, babe? they’re too long but i like them!!”

tenya iida

i love this man so much pls

okay he has very large hands

when you ask him he takes at least 5 minutes to sort out the pros and cons

he decides to say yes because he figures it wouldn’t affect hero work

when you sit him down at your desk and start painting them, he compares it to having a car painted

small hc that he likes cars a lot because of his quirk and he reads car magazines

definitely has you paint them grey to match his engines

he asks you why you haven’t painted yours and suggests that you match with him

when his and your hands are dry, he interlaces his fingers with yours and pecks your cheek because he feels more connected to you even though it’s a small thing

okay but after he’s obsessed with the way they look

somehow keeps them really maintained???

like if he’s not wearing his hero costume when training he wears gloves to protect them

he really likes them and is a little shy when telling you

he’s even more shy when asking to have you paint them again

very unlike him but you make him so 🦋🦋🦋he can’t help but be nervous around you sometimes

you happily oblige and he’s just so,,,, giddy

which again is unlike his personality but he can’t help it when he’s with you

eijirou kirishima

again,, i love this man

you’re filing your nails on your bed after school because hero training was particularly rough today

most of your nail polish chipped off along with a couple scrapes and bruises that littered your arms and legs

he walks in to your dorm room because today is your study day

you also haven’t seen him for a couple days because hero training has been constant

he greets you with a smile when he drops his backpack next to the door

but it turns to a frown when he sees the bandages and bruises all over you

he comes over to you, “what happened y/n?”

“nothing to worry about, ei! training has been pretty rough lately. i’d usually be training still but i’m really tired.”

“do you need anythi-” he notices the file in your hand and the supplies scattered across your mattress

“what’s this stuff?”

“i’m doing my nails.”

his focus has changed completely

not in a mean way though, he knows you’re okay you’ve gotten way worse injuries, this was nothing

he settles down on the opposite side of your bed

and just

watches you

he’s so amused

kiri: :0

he watches you until you’re finished doing them

both hands, in fact

you notice his expression,

“want me to do yours?”

this man leaps in joy and says yes immediately

while you’re doing his he keeps saying how manly it is

“why don’t all guys do this?? it’s so manly.”

(agreed)

he definitely chose a red that matches his hair and asked if you could do designs

he highkey wants you to put little white shark teeth on the ends

when they’re dry he cannot stop looking at them, and then looking at you

he is so in love oh my god

while he’s expressing his love on the outside, he was actually observing how you did his nails

he wants to learn how to do it so he can pamper you and treat you if you’re injured or sad

he rly just wants the best for you (ofc he would we are talking about red riot™)

tags: @mochi-marie @fourcansofpringles @cvsmixplant @milktyama @1itt1el0v3 @simplysako @bakujirou4562

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ajeepgirl · 3 years

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Meet Me in the Afterglow

Summary: An Episode 100 redo with the Supercorp balcony scene where Lena actually responds to Kara calling her a villain... and then they actually finally talk...

“I will do everything in my power to stop you… just like I would any other villain.”

As she watches Supergirl take off into the air, something inside Lena snaps. It seems to happen in slow motion but also all at once as the world, her world, crumbles. Lena continues to stare as the red cape become blurry, from her eyes filling with tears or from the distance and the darkness that consumes it, Lena is unsure.

Kara is up and away, flying for five full seconds, as Lena stands there, stoic and silent… until Lena suddenly comes to. She storms up to the siding of the balcony in the direction Kara had flown off to, gripping tightly as she leans over and screams with all her might, “HEY! COME BACK HERE!”

She is already practically back at her apartment, eager to rejoin Alex and J’onn, to decompress from her confrontation with Lena and discuss her day visiting the alternative realities with Mxy, when she clearly hears Lena demand her return. She freezes mid-air and hangs there, still facing forward, torn between two courses of action.

“KARA DANVERS, I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!”

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34421482

It is the first time she has used her name, her real name since before the horrendous confrontation in the Fortress of Solitude. She slowly turns in midair, practically feeling the anger and the rage from Lena’s penthouse from where she is, already so many blocks away. She grits her teeth and takes off back in the direction of Lena’s place, coming into view a few seconds later to see Lena standing there, gripping the railing so tightly her knuckles are whiter than the rest of her pale hands.

Kara comes to a stop, hovering slightly higher than where Lena stands, her eyes steeled over. “What?” She asks emphatically.

Lena lets out the breath she had apparently been holding before she finally releases the railing of her balcony and points at Kara. “YOU do not get to do that!” Lena says in a huff.

Kara’s eyes narrow as she continues to float, arms crossing. “Do what, exactly?”

“You do not get to come here and call me a villain to make yourself feel better. Just because you’ve always treated me like one, doesn’t mean it’s true.”

Kara’s jaw shifts, practically snapping off as she opened her mouth to speak. “That’s not… Lena, that’s not what I was saying, at all. I never thought you were bad, Lena, and you know it.”

“Do I?” Lena snaps back quickly.

There’s a soft sigh that Kara lets out as she says her name. “Lena…” Kara talks a bit softer this time, her arms uncrossing themselves as she starts to lower herself closer to the balcony floor. She hadn’t expected Lena to actually respond to her remarks earlier, but apparently, she was wrong… very wrong. “Look, I know you’re still angry-”

“No!” Lena jumps in, interrupting Kara as she starts to pace around the balcony, “Stop telling me how I’m feeling. If you truly knew me at all, you would understand that my anger is covering up my pain. I am in pain, Kara! Because YOU, the one person I thought I could fucking trust, the one person I thought would never betray me, did, Kara. You betrayed me. I’m not angry Kara, I’m heartbroken. YOU BROKE ME. YOU are the reason I am here right now.”

Lena realizes she is crying when she finishes her outburst and finally registers the warm tears coming down her cheeks. It’s in that moment she also really feels the weight of her own emotions, her own truth, as it radiates from her. And she is just so exhausted from carrying it around alone for so long. So relieved to finally get it off her chest. She quickly wipes away the tears as she turns to face away from the Kryptonian that has wrecked her world in so many ways she has lost count. In the silence that follows, she hears the soft sound of Kara’s boots when they finally touch down on the balcony floor. She knows Kara landed only a few steps from her and it causes her to inhale in surprise. She had assumed her outburst would have made Kara flee.

Kara doesn’t step forward though, she simply lets out a small sigh of her own. It’s clear that she too, is spent from carrying around her own burden from what has happened between them. Lena hears Kara take in another breath and let it out slowly before she finally speaks. This time, Kara is soft spoken, all her earlier defensiveness and anger completely gone.

“I love being Kara. I said before to someone else a few years ago, that Kara is who I am and Supergirl is what I can do. It took me a long time to realize though that I particularly love being Kara when I get to spend time with you, Lena. But… but I’m not perfect, Lena, I… I am just as lost and damaged as anyone else. I make mistakes… And… and sometimes I let fear drive my decisions… and because of that… because I did that for so long… I ruined the best relationship in my life.”

A heavy silence falls between them as the seconds tick by. There is a slight wind as Lena stares out over the side of her balcony, letting Kara’s words sink in. She forgoes fighting back her own tears, letting them silently glide down her cheeks. She eventually blinks slowly and lets her eyes stay closed as she inhales a slow, deep, deliberate breath, before letting it out slowly. She knows she needs to turn around and face Kara. She knows it has been entirely too long that they have been there, standing in silence. Lena isn’t even sure when she turns around that Kara will still be there.

As she finally forces herself to turn around, she is stunned to see Kara still there, standing silently, only one small step away from her. She is close. Far closer than Lena anticipated. Lena can see now that Kara too has been shedding her own tears. She takes in Kara’s appearance, really takes it in for the first time in many weeks, months even. She can see the slight bags under Kara’s eyes and the way Kara’s shoulders have a little sag to them. Kara is standing there, her own hands at her sides, twisting and turning nervously as she waits for Lena to make the next move. She knows how hard this is for Kara. Kara isn’t one to sit, or in this instance, stand, and wait. She is a woman of action. That’s what made everything after the fortress so hard. Kara kept pushing and pushing to talk to her when what she needed was space and time to process. But then, she woke up in this new world and Lex was back and everything was just, insane.

“You know,” Lena finally says with a small sigh, “All I wanted to do, when I woke up after the world ended, to find out my homicidal brother was alive again, was to call my best friend. I wanted to process the fact that the person I killed to protect you and everyone else, was somehow alive again. But I couldn’t. Because my best friend was also Supergirl. And I was still angry for finding out that my best friend was also Supergirl. But I also now had to process that Supergirl wasn’t best friends with Lena Luthor. And there was no way that Supergirl could be best friends with Lena Luthor in a world where her brother, Lex Luthor, was alive and could try to kill her best friend at any one of his given maniacal whims.”

Kara stares hard, blue eyes meeting green, her mind clearly churning as she processes Lena’s words, understanding the meaning of them. “Lena… that… that is a lot to process… and then I show up…”.

Lena hums as her head tilts and bobs to the side a little. “And then you showed up… as Supergirl… and not as Kara…”

Kara’s eyes widen, realizing the implications. “Offering to work with you… not as your friend,” she says as the reality of that day sets in.

All the anger and the anguish seemingly gone for both women now as they talk softly.

“I had… a lot more time to process Lex being back,” Kara says after a few more moments of silence. “During um… well… it’s hard to explain but…” Kara’s mind starts flashing back to when she nearly killed Lex upon seeing him again… when the Paragons were at the end of the universe, where time ceased to exist… and when Lex ultimately betrayed everyone and she fought him again, yelling at him about how he hurt Lena.

“You could try, I’m very smart, you know,” Lena says, pulling Kara from her memories.

Kara can’t help but smile at Lena’s relaxed, conversational tone. It’s… almost like they used to be. The joking, the playfulness… she knows Lena is trying. She knows too, just how much they have hurt each other over these past few months. And how maybe, finally, they can talk about it. Maybe now, they can listen and understand each other’s perspective. Maybe finally, they can attend to and heal the giant gaping bullet hole wounds they inflicted in each other, instead of trying to cover them with band aids.

“Can we… go inside?” Kara asks, realizing that she does want to tell Lena. That she wants to tell her everything, finally. “And maybe I can… change?” She wants to tell her everything, as herself, as Kara – her true Kara self - in comfortable clothes, curled up on a couch, without her glasses.

Lena hesitates as her body stiffens. This is a big ask and Kara knows it. Going into Lena’s penthouse is a metaphor, of course. It’s a symbol for letting Kara back into her life on a deeper level, letting them reconnect and be honest and open, but also agree to listen and be understanding on the receiving end. And both women know it. Kara holds her breath as she waits. She won’t push Lena for this. She will only ask once. And if Lena says no, she will respect her wishes. She will continue to talk out here, for as long as Lena likes. But maybe, either way, they can start to repair what has been broken.

“Ok…” Lena finally says, a small tentative smile on her face, “I’ll make us some tea while you change.”

Kara smiles wide. She knows that this isn’t just an olive branch. It is a massive bridge built over an entire chasm that has been the past few months of their lives.

--------------------------

Lena ends up ordering food because Kara’s stomach continually (and very loudly) interrupts her story of what happened during Crisis. When she returns from the kitchen where her phone had been, she smiles at Kara waving her phone, “Food will be here in twenty.”

Kara smiles widely. “My stomach thanks you.”

Lena laughs, like, really laughs, at Kara’s joke. And Kara can’t remember the last time she heard Lena’s genuine laugh.

As Lena settles back down on the couch, she still keeps herself at the other end, a healthy distance from Kara. “So, unsurprising, my power-hungry brother attempted to betray everyone. And then you all faced off with an entity entirely too powerful that even I am having trouble fathoming it.”

Kara gives her a shy grin. “Yeah… Oliver… he… it’s because of him that we won, really. That we were able to rebirth the new universe.”

“I’m sorry about your friend Oliver,” Lena says solemnly.

Kara gives her a gracious but sad smile.

After a few seconds of silence pass, Lena breaks it by asking in a neutral tone, “So, technically… I… died?”

Kara swallows the lump in her throat as she nods. “The entire multiverse technically ceased to exist for weeks. It was just the Paragons until we were able to bring it back.”

“And Lex… made a deal to make sure I kept my memories from our Earth… why?” Lena asks, the wheels in her head turning.

Kara shrugs. “I honestly have no idea. I was hoping you might be able to tell me. Like I said, he did have the book of destiny for a while… maybe he didn’t like the Lena that would have been on this Earth?”

Lena hums as her eyes stare down at the chess board on her coffee table. She knows she is going to have to let this one simmer for a while as she digs up all that she can about the Lena Luthor that actually lived on this Earth.

“Anyway… yeah… I think that catches you up to speed with the events until you woke up here,” Kara says. “Though… I guess I should tell you about today…”

Lena’s eyebrows perk up as she looks back at Kara. “While I do want to hear about today, there is something I need to say first.”

“Oh?” Kara asks in a surprised tone.

Lena sets her mug of tea down on the coffee table, what’s left of it has long been cold. She turns to face Kara more directly, tucking her leg under herself. “I owe you… well either one major apology or several different apologies… not sure which way you prefer it.”

“Lena… you don’t-”

“I do,” Lena says, cutting Kara off. “I hear you now… I need you to know that… I know you weren’t keeping your identity from me because I was a Luthor… or to spy on me or anything like that… You… You were trying to keep me safe… and you liked having someone you could feel human with… I get that… And I’m sorry I couldn’t understand that through my own pain and my own heartbreak.” Lena’s lips shake slightly as she struggles to finish the sentence and find her words to continue. Kara is patient as she waits for Lena to continue.

Lena takes a few breaths as she looks down at her own hands, fidgeting in her lap. She lets out her breath slowly as she finds her next words. “I know what I was intending to do, was driven by the pain in my own life… so that no one else would ever feel what I was feeling… but that doesn’t excuse what that would cost people… or… or what I did to you in particular… all the things I did to you… from lying to you… to using you to steal… and especially using kryptonite on you… which I said I would never do… and so yes, I do need to apologize for that, for all of it, but especially that. And… and I just hope I can find a way to make amends.”

Lena lets out a shaky breath when she finishes and glances up to see Kara wearing a small smile and teary eyes. “Lena… I spent all day with a fifth dimensional being visiting alternative realities where I told you the truth before Lex could in order to try to fix us…” Kara slides down the couch closer to Lena. “I’m not sure but I think that this, us talking, is what is going to make things better between us.”

Lena does the one thing she hasn’t let herself do in several months. The one thing she has forced herself not to do when her body tried to do it.

She lets her hand reach out and grab Kara’s. Now that Kara was right there, after all, it was oh so easy. Lena didn’t even think about it. She just did it.

Kara looks down at Lena’s hand on top of hers and smiles widely. She turns her hand over so they can intertwine their fingers together before she looks back at Lena. She pauses, her head dropping slightly before she says softly, “So… Are we done fighting now?”

Lena chuckles softly and nods. “Yes… I think so.”

“Good,” Kara says, the smile suddenly shifting to a more serious expression, “Because I don’t think I could have gone another day without you in my life.”

“Kara,” Lena says as her face suddenly blushes. “That’s a bit… dramatic.”

Kara slides closer, lifting their joined hands so they are now on her lap. “Maybe, but not by much, Lena. You can ask Alex or Nia or anyone really. I was miserable without you in my life. A real pity party, deby downer.”

Lena’s head falls to the side as her eyebrow raises. “Oh really? Supergirl didn’t seem too upset when I saw her out and about punching bad guys.”

It’s said in jest, and Kara knows it by Lena’s playful smile. Kara shrugs casually. “What can I say, when I’m sad, I like to hit things.”

Lena’s head falls back in a full laugh. “What a pair we make, a bullet proof alien stronger than 100 men who likes to hit things when she is sad, and a billionaire genius who tries to take away human suffering through mind control when she is mad.”

Kara’s staring intently at Lena with a wide smirk, her heart so full seeing that Lena can joke about her identity. And even do so in the same breath that she jokes about herself and her own actions. She might have been so caught up in that part of it, that she let her other thought slip out of her mouth.

“What a pair we make, indeed.”

If Kara had said it in her playful, joking tone, she might have been able to play it off. But when Lena makes eye contact again with her, it’s clear that Lena has picked up on the underlying meaning behind Kara’s tone.

In all fairness, Kara had been struggling with her feelings for her best friend for a little while now. It’s what made telling Lena the truth about being Supergirl so hard those last few months… It started to dawn on her that her feelings might be more than just that of friends whenever she was captured by the Children of Liberty… and her thoughts kept turning to one person in particular… and then a short while later she was able to tell Nia her identity no problem at all… it wasn’t as if she trusted Nia more than Lena… but she felt like she was risking less… that Nia could have rejected her and she would have been ok by that… which was the start of Kara thinking about her own feelings for Lena… though she never said anything at the time because Lena and James were still kind of fizzling out… but then… well… so much happened and then they were hunting Lex together. And Kara knew that she wanted Lena to know that she was Supergirl first. Then… if that went well… she would tell her the truth about her other maybe not so platonic feelings for her best friend.

However, once the cat was out of the bag about Supergirl, Kara thought it went so well, that she didn’t want to risk losing Lena again. And so, then she kept backing out about that… until she realized that things hadn’t actually gone that well with Lena… and then… well… the end of the universe happened… and well… here they are now… finally putting the pieces of their tenuous friendship back together… and Kara went and said a thing like that.

As Kara is realizing her mess up, some of Lena’s words and their meaning are also catching up to her. Words like heartbroken. And suddenly, Kara is thinking and realizing that maybe, just maybe her feelings haven’t been so one sided.

The laugher dies down immediately as Lena meets her eyes. The silence is electric.

And then the buzzer to Lena’s penthouse rings.

Neither of them moves. “Food is here,” Lena says softly, still staring intently at Kara.

“Right,” Kara says, “One of us should probably get that.”

Lena bites her bottom lip as she clears her throat and finally starts to stand up. “I’ll get it.”

At first, Lena’s hand starts to come free of Kara’s as she stands, but then, very suddenly, Kara pulls it tight again. Lena looks back down at her, confused.

“Kara?”

“Are we?” Kara asks, barely a whisper.

“Are we what?” Lena’s eyebrow is raised, concern written on her face.

“Are we… a pair?” Kara finishes it, using the same words from before, unsure of whether she should use the other words racing through her mind right now. A couple.

Lena stands still, immobilized by the question. “Um…”

At least Kara knows the implication of the phrasing isn’t lost on Lena either.

The buzzer rings again.

“Um… I should…” Lena says, finding some words this time as she nods her head towards the door.

Kara nods. “Right,” and relinquishes Lena’s had for real this time.

Kara’s heart is pounding out of her chest as she waits the three minutes it takes Lena to walk to the front door to retrieve the pizzas. She somehow manages to stay seated on the couch as she watches Lena set the (5) pizzas down on the kitchen counter.

Lena’s back is towards her, and she watches as Lena takes a few breaths before turning to face her. She walks back towards Kara and has a curious but unreadable expression on her face. Kara doesn’t miss how Lena leaves the pizza in the kitchen. Kara also doesn’t care. She knows this is more important right now, her stomach is just going to have to wait.

“Um…” Lena says as she sits back down. “I know we never explicitly discussed this topic… but… I didn’t know you were interested in… women… in that way.”

Kara can hear her own heart and Lena’s heart, both beating rapidly. “Right… um… I know we never talked about Krypton before… we didn’t really have labels with sexuality like on Earth… and because we had the birthing matrix…” Kara goes on a tangent about Kryptonian mating and match rituals, telling Lena about how it was customary for many Kryptonians to marry regardless of sex, because the birthing matrix allowed for children together. So, the match system was based on many other genetic considerations. Lena finds it all very fascinating.

“Did you have a match? Or would that have happened when you were older?” Lena asks eventually.

“Oh, it happens when you are older, when you think you have found your partner. You submit to the system.”

Lena hums. “I see… it’s just… well I suppose I’ve only ever seen you date men on Earth. Not to say that your dating behavior dictates your orientation. I’m just… trying to understand.”

It’s a complicated answer, one that Kara herself has only recently begun to unpack herself. “I was taught to blend in, be undetected when I came to Earth. Don’t use your powers, don’t stand out in school, be ‘normal’…” Kara says using air quotes as she trails off.

“Ah,” Lena says as if the proverbial lightbulb has gone off in her mind, “the heteronormativity of it all. So, you got to Earth and had to learn earth customs and norms and were told to fit in as much as possible. And so, when it came time to start dating, you saw that the norm was to date men. And you were attracted to men, so that was easy enough.”

Kara nods with a close-lipped smile. “So… when did you figure out you also liked women?” Lena asks curiously.

Kara’s eyes instinctively closed. Because that was the part in which she was still very much unpacking and hadn’t actually told anyone… not even her sister… her very much gay sister who would probably understand more than anyone considering it took her until her late 20’s to also figure this out. Kara let out a ragged breath as she started to talk, “Um… well… you see… I met this… badass CEO and… I kind of wouldn’t let her be until she became my friend… and I kept defending her to all my friends even when all the evidence said she was guilty… and I almost poisoned the entire water supply of the city instead of sacrificing her life… and then I was entirely too afraid to tell her my secret identity as Supergirl because I was afraid of losing her…”

“Oh Kara…”

“I know…”

Kara opens her eyes again when she feels Lena’s had on her own. Her eyes drift from their hands up to Lena’s face. “Hey,” Lena says softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

The reassurance makes Kara��s eyes well up with tears as she nods.

“This is why you didn’t want to tell me you were Supergirl, isn’t it?” Lena asks with a sad smile. “The risk of losing me, it was too great.”

The tears that had filled Kara’s eyes were now overflowing and freefalling down her cheeks. Lena reaches over with her free hand and uses her thumb to gently wipe them away. Kara is silent after that, her emotions from carrying around this even bigger secret, and having it finally come out, forcing her to go mute while her body communicates for her through her seemingly never-ending supply of tears and the now slight tremor in her body.

“I know we… never talked much about previous partners,” Lena says after some moments of silence that fill the penthouse. “You know about Jimmy, of course… and Jack,” Lena says as she thinks back with a sad smile. Kara nods in response but remains silent otherwise. “But we never talked about my relationship with someone else I’m pretty sure you have met.”

Kara’s eyebrows scrunch as she thinks and her head tilts, questioningly at Lena. “Veronica Sinclair ring a bell?”

Kara’s face goes blank as she stares at Lena. “I’m sorry… did you say…”

“I told you I knew her in boarding school, didn’t I?” Lena says with a sly smirk.

“Yeah but… I thought you said you didn’t get along,” Kara says, her face turning red now that she is imaging just how Lena and Veronica knew each other.

“Let’s just say, maybe there was a reason we didn’t get along,” Lena says with a shrug. “Anyway, that was less of actual dating and more of my introduction to the fact that I might like women.”

Kara can only nod, taking in the information, not sure what else to say.

“But, if you wanted to know Kara, my dating history does include both women and men. Just… not much dating at all since I took over Lcorp… or since Lex returned from the dead… which, we should talk about too,” Lena says with concern.

Silence again falls over them as Kara’s head swarms with all the new information. But she keeps coming back to one particularly thought. Why… why would Lena tell her she has dated both men and women… unless… unless…

“Lena?” She asks suddenly, while also realizing Lena’s hand is still on top of hers. She realizes in that moment that Lena has helped to keep her grounded this entire time. This helps give her a spike of confidence.

“Yes darling?” Lena asks with a half-smile, like she had been waiting for Kara to get to this exact moment.

“You and me, we’ve been through a lot, as friends,” Kara says this looking intently at Lena.

“We have,” Lena acquiesces.

Kara nods in return but looks down as she starts to ramble a bit, hearing Lena call her darling was throwing her off just a little bit. “I’ve come to realize that I might… no, I do, I know that I do, have feelings for you that are not friendly… wait, no, I mean, not plutonic. I have non-plutonic feelings for you.” Kara finishes and looks back up at Lena, feeling more confident again.

Lena is wearing a soft smile now, one that Kara knows Lena reserves for her and only her. One she hasn’t actually seen Lena give her for a very long time. Kara reaches out and lightly touches Lena’s cheeks, caressing with the back of her fingers, before tucking her hair gently behind her ear. Lena’s eyes close automatically at the touch. A hum so light escapes Lena, only Kara’s superhearing picks it up.

“Lena?” Kara says softly. Lena’s eyes flutter open. Kara gives her a gently smile as she continues to talk in a whisper, “I broke your heart when I broke your trust by not being honest with you about who I am. Now that you know… everything. Can we fix it? Can you still care for me? Can you trust me again?”

Despite the soft tone, they both know the questions are serious. That in order for them to move forward, to truly put the past behind them, they have to be able to rebuild the trust that was lost.

Lena’s hand comes up and cover’s the hand on her own face. She hasn’t stopped smiling since Kara started touching her in such an intimate manner. “No matter how much I tried, I never stopped, Kara.”

Kara’s forehead crinkles as it does when she is confused or worried. “Never stopped what?”

“I never stopped loving you. Despite having my heart broken by you, despite having our trust broken, despite being so lost in that sea of pain that I was… there was still a part of me that wanted you to see what was going on… to see just how much pain I was truly in… there was still a part of me that didn’t want to do it… that wanted to keep the charade up for as long as possible… because I knew once I enacted my plan… I would lose you for good.”

Kara nods in understanding.

“I know now that… that I want to know all of you, Kara Danvers… the good, the bad, the ugly. Not just the sunshine Catco Reporter. While I do love that part of you, I want to know the part of you that has had a bad day as Supergirl. Or why you and your sister are fighting. Or what your favorite place to eat is on this planet and how often you actually go there just because you can. I want to know you. You have seen me at my worst and have loved me anyway, you loved me through it, or tried to love me through it, if I pushed you away. And I would love nothing more than to do the same for you, if you’ll let me.”

Lena’s heart isn’t just on her sleeve, it is on a silver platter, being served up for Kara to take and hold and cherish, if she wants it. And by Rao, she isn’t going to mess this up. This is her moment, the moment she has been wanting with Lena for so long now. This is it, the big moment. And she knows it. She hopes Lena does too.

Kara smiles, a blush creeping up her neck. She swallowed as she bit her lip before saying, “Lena, I’d like to kiss you now.”

Lena smiles widely, absolutely loving how kindhearted and aware Kara is being about wanting to get Lena’s approval before moving forward with anything. Of course, she is going to be witty about it in her reply, her smile turning into a bit of a smirk as she responds, “Good. I thought you were never going to-”

She is cut off by Kara’s soft, warm Kryptonian lips. Lena can’t help but smile into the kiss because of Kara’s surprising boldness, considering how bashful and awkward she can be other times. But soon enough Lena finds her focus and actually gets into the kiss herself. Kara’s hand wraps around, entangles in her hair while the other has found its way to her hip. Lena’s hands are gripping Kara’s hips, guiding, and pulling her closer as the kiss deepens. Lena finds herself sinking backwards as she lays back on the couch, pulling Kara with her.

The pizza on Lena’s kitchen counter, long forgotten now.

#supergirl #supercorp #episode 100 #fixed it #kara danvers #lena luthor

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thebookreader12345 · 3 years

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New Romance

Pairing: Jesse Lee Soffer x Best Friend! reader

Summary: Y/N and Jesse have an interview where they talk about what it’s like working together on Chicago PD

Requested: No

Warnings: slight swearing, spoilers to season 7, mentions of nudity

Words: 1,172 Words

Note: Y/CN means your character’s name

I got situated in my seat next to Jesse on a small love seat, draping my right leg over my left knee to where it almost touched my co-star. It’s not like he would mind though, seeing as we had been best friends for the past few years ever since staring in Chicago PD together. Jesse then rested his right arm against the back of the couch, a position I knew made him comfortable. The cameras were getting set up all around us while our interviewer, Sara, prepared her questions. Finally, it was time to start rolling.

“Good afternoon, everyone. Today we are here with Jesse Lee Soffer and Y/N L/N from the hit NBC show Chicago PD. How are you guys doing today?” Sara asked.

“We’re doing good. How about you?” I question.

Sara gave me a small smile. “I’m doing fine. Do you guys mind if we get straight into the questions?”

“Not at all,” Jesse replied.

“All right. So, Jay and Y/CN, the characters you guys play in the show, have been dating for a whole season now. What’s it like shooting those scenes?” Sara asked.

“Here’s the thing,” I say. “I don’t particularly like filming romantic scenes.”

“What? But you’re so good at them,” Sara pointed out.

“Which is what I tell her, but she won’t listen,” Jesse added.

“I don’t dislike them as much as I used to, which could be because I’m working with Jesse, who is basically my best friend,” I note and smile at the man next to me, who pulled me into his side and gave me a small squeeze.

“Aren’t the romance scenes awkward then? Seeing as you guys are best friends?” Sara questioned.

Jesse shook his head. “I mean, they were a little awkward at first, but over time, because we’ve had so many of them, we’re just used to it. We always laugh about the scenes after shooting too.”

“So, if your characters had to date someone else in the show, who do you think they would date?” Sara asked.

“I actually think Jay and Hailey would be good together,” Jesse spoke.

“Forget Jay and Y/CN. Jay and Hailey would be a way better couple,” I joke.

Sara laughed. “What about your character, Y/N?”

“I was thinking maybe Adam for you,” Jesse said.

“No way,” I argue. “I think Y/CN and Adam are too good of friends for it to ever go there. Besides, if they were together, I think they’d just argue all the time. Can we pick a character who left the show?”

“Of course,” Sara responded.

“Then I’d say Mouse,” I say.

“Really?” Jesse questioned.

“100%. I loved the friendship Y/CN and Mouse had. It always seemed like there was a little bit of flirting there as well,” I point out.

“All right. Onto the next question. Tell us about one of your favorite memories on set,” Sara stated.

“Mine’s a recent one, actually,” Jesse answered. “Y/N and I had to do a shower scene together, and it was on the funniest things ever. We had to redo the scene multiple times, so both of us were soaking wet for hours. And both Y/N and I had to wear these skin colored swim suits so it would look like we weren’t wearing clothes, and 9 out of 10 takes, my finger would get caught under the back of her bikini top, so we had to reshoot the scene. We also slipped a few times, which was pretty funny. It was a long day, but I had a great time.”

“That’s a good one. Mine is actually from a few years ago,” I remembered. “It was like the 2nd or 3rd week of filming season 1, and I got really sick, so I couldn’t film anything. I basically sat in my trailer all day. But after filming, Jesse, Paddy, and LaRoyce all stopped by to check up on me and make sure I was okay. I think that was when I knew we were all going to be friends for a long time.”

“Those are pretty interesting memories,” Sara admitted. “Now, we had the viewers send in some questions. A lot of fans were asking what your favorite episode to film was.”

“See, when people ask me that, I never know what to say. I don’t have a favorite. I love working on every single episode,” Jesse confessed.

“Well, unlike Jesse, I do have a favorite episode, or 2 episodes, since they go hand in hand,” I explain. “My favorites would have to be the ones from season 7 where Jay was kidnapped, and then the episode right after that when he was in the hospital and no one knew if he was going to survive. One of the reasons I liked those ones so much was because throughout seasons, Y/CN has been a pretty stoic character. I mean, we almost never see when she’s feeling upset. And then in these episodes, she’s constantly on the verge of a breakdown. It was weird filming them at first, but as I got into it, I really enjoyed it.”

“The last question we have is pretty interesting as well. How did you react when you found out your characters were going to be in a relationship?” Sara asked.

“We found out, what, the beginning of season 6?” Jesse questioned.

“Yeah. Because Erin left after season 4, and season 5 was based around Al’s case and your PTSD,” I clarify.

“Right. So, I remember walking into the script read and taking my seat next to Y/N. We started getting into the script and as we were going through it, I noticed a few flirty remarks between Jay and Y/CN along with some little touches here and there. Once we finished the read, I turned to Y/N, and I was just like, ‘Are you seeing what I’m seeing here?’ And she was like, ‘Yeah. I always assumed our characters would stay best friends in the show, but here we are.’ And as we continued the script reads, I kept on seeing the relationship between Y/CN and Jay grow. So of course, when we got to the midseason finale, and Y/CN and Jay had to have their first kiss, I wasn’t too surprised. I never thought our characters would go there, but I believe it was a good twist. Both of them needed someone they could count on no matter what, and I think they’ve found that someone in each other,” Jesse finished off.

“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” I say.

“All right. It looks like that’s all the time we have for today. It was so great talking to you both,” Sara commented.

“You too,” Jesse replied.

“Before we go, do you guys have anything to say to everyone watching?” Sara asked.

“For sure. Thank you guys so much for watching Chicago PD. I know my castmates and I appreciate it. And don’t forget that Chicago PD returns this Wednesday at 10/9 Central, so tune in,” I inform the viewers.

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sweets-cookies · 4 years

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Hi~ I've been in a pre shitty mood lately, just yknow, life. Sooo could I request some hc of Bakugou, Shinso and todoroki comforting theirs s/o? Perhaps silently getting their signs and just cuddling them close or making them smth to eat? Up to you tho!! Thank you sm in advance, darling ❤

A/N:Hi babes~ this is such a good and I had such a fun time doing it but fun fact I got half way done with it the first time and my phone ended up restarting for no reason and it erased all the stuff I wrote so I had to redo it but I in fact did finish it somehow apparently my phone didn't like the first one and said "No❤" anyway I hope you enjoy it since all of us have bad days~~

Katsuki Bakugo

Despite popular belief this boom boom boy would probably know straight away how your feeling and everything

He would probably start off not knowing what to do I mean who the hell would go to him for comfort normally

The answer is basically no one so he doesn't really know what to do everytime he's sad he just kinda sucks it up and deals with it

So don't expect him to know what to do right off the bat all he knows is he definitely doesn't like seeing you like this but he doesn't know what exactly to do so he does what he knows best, violence

He will try and hurt whatever hurt you, yes that includes things that technically can't get hurt like just life in general or school but he has good intentions I promise

After he realizes it's only making you more upset he'll try the second thing he knows how to do

"Hey dumbass I made your favorite food so stop pouting and come eat, and don't say you have I know you haven't"

Your health is so important to him and he wants to make sure your still taking care of yourself and he knows how much you love his cooking so expect him to cook for you when your not feeling like yourself

He will always be down to cuddle with you when you need it and honestly even when you don't need it

But even more when you do, he'll just hold you for hours and rub your back and try and tell you sweet things to the best of his ability which surprisingly isn't bad at all

"Hey baby I know things are hard right now but that doesn't mean that they wont be fine soon maybe not tomorrow or maybe even next month but I'll be here to help you alright dumbass" he always has this lovesick smile

And it's encouraging to him that you trust in him enough to show him your insecurities and to tell him and show him that you haven't been doing so well lately

He will always let you cry in his arms if you need to and he won't make fun of you for it after spending time with deku he understand s its important to let those emotions out(charecter development sis)

He feels lowkey privileged to be able to see the side of you that isn't happy and isn't perfect

He will read his Romance manga to you or with you when your feeling down to try and make you happier whether it's during a cuddle session or with you in his lap while hes sitting at his desk with his head on your shoulder

He's happy to make you happy and if having to show a more vulnerable side of him is makes you happy he will make that sacrifice

His main priority although is just making sure your taking care of yourself like eating,brushing your teeth and hair, and showering and if your not he will help do those things for you until you can

Hitoshi Shinso

Why tf does he look so fucking musty in all the gifs like huh?

Anyway He wouldn't know what to do either tbh he isn't really known for being exactly considerate to others feelings

But for you he tries his best it's not that he's bad with his words he's actually pretty okay at it but not really comforting words he's better at setting people off

He always wants to make sure that his words never come off condescending either as he can sound like that at times

He can always give you reassurance of you need it but unlike bakugo he won't try to solve your problems for you

He believes that everyone needs to figure out their own shit, that doesn't mean he won't be there to support you though he just wants you to be independent in a way

He let's you be down and doesn't complain since he understands that going through tough times happen to everyone and that it's best to ride out that wave and soak up that emotion

"Cry a river but don't let it drown you" type stuff he's supportive but your demons and problems are yours to fix he'll hold you If you need but when it comes down to the problem that's your problem to fix but he will be your cheerleader

"I know that things are hard kitten but just remember how amazing you'll feel when all of it is over the fact that you can endure so much in life and your still here is so important"

He wants you to know that just cause he won't solve your problems it doesn't mean he doesn't care about them he cares enough to know that he needs to let you handle some things while he's ok the side lines

But he also cares so much that he wants to fix everything for you even if in the end it won't help you very much

He just wants the best for you and sometimes it can get hard for him to do considering how important to him you are

Will happily take naps with you all day long if life has been beating you up to much and you just need some time to reenergize yourself

"Come on let's take a nap kitty you look like you need one"

Life gets hard for everyone and it's not fair but he tries his best to make you forget about it but the time you have to leave his dorm

He lives for the cuddles he gets while napping and you guys do it even when your not upset about anything but they last WAY longer when your not feeling like yourself

He will also hold you for hours telling you how proud he is of you

"This week was really hard for you kitten I'm so proud that you managed to get through it and still try and be optimistic"

A lot of head kisses while napping and him with his hair down while he tries to use his words to warm your heart~

Shoto Todoroki

Okay he's so fine tho like wow😶

Okay sorry my simp side is coming out so anyway when he see's you upset expect a lot of hugs and kisses and cuddles in public

He like the others isn't very good with comforting words but more of his actions are what shows he cares, he never had anyone show him how to treat someone when they feel down so he tries to figure it out on his own

"I heard you haven't been doing well lately so um I thought maybe we could share my soba"

He will give you anything you want expect him to come to you with random gifts bought from his father's card

"I wasn't sure if you'd want this new dress or this new necklace since they both reminded me of you so I just got both"

He definitely thinks that money can fix shit which I mean it lowkey can but not in all circumstances so just like politely tell him to stop buying you expensive shit(unless you don't care)

He will gladly also cuddle you and most likely will tell you all the shit he wished his father had told him when he was younger so expect a lot of sweet words

"Hey love, your doing amazing alright don't stress out so much my love what your doing is enough"

He's surprisingly really good with his words but is always scared of saying the wrong thing so he doesn't talk much and just cuddles with you and will let you lay on either siad of him(ya know if your hot or cold)

He'll heat up his hand and rub your back or stomach since heat is known to relax people and he Hope's that he can do that for you as well

He will feed you all the fucking time I think he just finds it cute especially when your not feeling like yourself he will just baby you 100%

He's really caring and just wants to make sure your taking care of yourself and you look cute with him feeding you usually you'd sit on his lap with the food infront of you on your phone and he'd just randomly put the food infront of your mouth on a fork and wait for you to open your mouth

He finds it cute and thinks that it's his own way of say that he does care about you a lot even if he doesn't say it all the time

He will also brush your hair and braid it or just style it into anything you want he just wants you to feel relaxed with him and would do anything to make you feel better

He definitely will go and talk to his mom about what he should do and how to make you feel better and he also will probably just bring you to his mom for like a little family meet up

His mom loves you and she will always be down to see you and he knows how much you like her so he Hope's it'll boost your mood a bit and she's better with words

He absolutely adores you so he'll do whatever you need until life stops fucking with you

#bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha scenarios #bnha imagines #bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #shinso x reader #hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader

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caramelcal · 3 years

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corrupted love.

summary: calum’s girlfriend finds out about gang!cal’s occupation in a not-so-friend way.

request: “ Hi!!! I’ve never done this so I’m a bit scared but I saw you were in search of gang/criminal aus and let’s give it a go. Could you do one with Cal getting into a fight unaware y/n was watching and unintentionally scaring her and he works trying to get her back and regaining her trust. If it’s alright, if not I completely understand I also just wanted to say I really love your writing. I’m so hooked on Fool For You it’s unreal and I cant wait for the update!! Pls and thx :) x “ IM SO SORRY I JUST REALIZED THAT YOU ASKED FOR THIS TO BE AN X READER AND I DONE AN X OC (i can redo it if you want so that it isn’t specified, i just prefer to as i can play around with their appearance and personality a little more but i will 100% redo it if you want me to)

word count: 2.7k

a/n: apologies, i am working on other fics but i got a sudden burst of inspo for this one. enjoy lovelies x

also...y’all wanting parts after this where they reconcile?

Her soft giggles sounded throughout the room, face lit up by only the tv her eyes were trained on, a wide but beautiful smile spread right across her face. She sat between his legs, hands in his as he softly trailed patterns on her palms.

She was solely paying attention to the tv, a random movie that Calum knew she would like, playing. He was right, mind you, she hadn’t taken her eyes away from the screen since he had pressed play, too captivated by the cartoon. However, Calum hadn’t been watching because he hadn’t taken her eyes off of her.

He pressed a soft kiss at her temple, lips trailing gently down the side of her face as she leaned closer towards him, her back against his stomach as she snuggled against him. The smile didn’t leave her face, in fact, it hardly ever did. Melanie, -or Mel as she insisted everyone called her-, was a smiley girl, much more than him. She was happy, carefree, like an angel; his angel.

Calum had never been one for romantic relationships. He was far too busy for that, but as soon as he caught eyes on Mel he knew he wanted her. He wasn’t sure what came over him, maybe it was the smile, or her carefree attitude, or the way she was so eager to help everyone in that small Disney store that she worked in. He just knew.

She was so different from him but they worked so well together. Or, at least, that’s what Calum liked to tell himself. He liked to ignore the fact that he kept so many secrets from her. It’s to keep her safe, he would tell himself but he knew that wasn’t the only reason. It was the impending fear that she would hate him, even if there wasn’t a cell in her body that could ever muster a disliking to anyone, especially him.

So he blocked out all of the thoughts. All of the ones that told him he had to tell her before she found out in a way he didn’t want her to, or before it became too late.

When the credits started to roll of the movie, Mel turned around in Calum’s lap, brown eyes meeting his as she stared up at him, kissing his lips before smiling at him. Calum stared back down at her, struggling to keep the smile off of his face as his hands held her securely by her hips.

“What’s goin’ on?” Calum questioned at the look he gave her, almost expectant as if she was waiting for him to do something.

“Movies finished.”

“I know,” Calum nodded his head at her statement, lifting a hand to brush a curl out of her face, “Pick another one.”

“I want you to pick one out. One of your movies.”

Calum went silent for a moment as she shifted back around to face the large flat-screen TV that took up a large chunk of the wall. It was significantly larger than the one that was in her and her roommate’s apartment, not that she lived there much anymore anyway.

It looked very expensive, and it was, but she never questioned it, just figuring that Calum had saved up a lot for it. Calum’s apartment was decently extravagant, but not completely in-your-face rich. Melanie had asked him on their first date what he did for a job, and although he said a bartender, which probably wouldn’t pay for all of the stuff he had, he had never done anything that would make her suspicious that he was lying.

Or maybe she was just too trusting of people.

“Alright,” Calum nodded his head as she passed the tv remote to him, “What about a gang movie? I like those.”

His eyes were trained on her face, and even though she tried to hide it, he saw the way her face clenched up slightly. His heart clenched and he started to stutter lightly, “O-Or we could watch an action film? Superheroes? I like those too. Probably more than gang movies if I’m being honest.”

“Cal.” She cut him off softly, rubbing his arm as she leaned against him, “If you wanna watch a gang movie we can watch one. I wanna see the type of stuff you like.”

The funny thing was, even though she didn’t know about the particularly dark part of his life, she knew everything else. She knew more about him than he ever cared to share with anyone. The only people that could probably rival her knowledge would be the three boys that he had known since he was a child.

“Ok,” He let out a breath of air as he clicked on one of his favorite films, holding her flushed against his chest as he tried his best to not get nervous. It was strange, how nervous he got over something as dumb as a movie with his favorite person.

Calum, admittedly, didn’t really watch the movie. He was far too bothered by the small flinches that Melanie made every time something gory or violent happened, the way that sometimes she turned around to hide in Calum’s chest, completely oblivious that the man she was using to hide from the violence was as violent as they come.

“Didn’t enjoy that much, did you baby?” Calum tried to joke lightly, trying to ease his own nerves with a joke as he looked at the girl who hugged against him. She wasn’t scared by any means, too calmed by being in her lover’s arms, but she knew she certainly wasn’t a big fan of stuff like that.

“Uhm,” She hesitated, trying to find the right words to say as a deep chuckle emitted from Calum’s chest, his hand gently running over her messy curls.

“It’s okay if you didn’t, Mel. I know you don’t like violence much.”

“Violence doesn’t solve anything. It just creates more issues and people get hurt,” She mumbled lightly as she looked up at Calum, who flashed her a tight-lipped smile.

If only she knew, he thought bitterly. If only she knew just how much violence that he caused, how many punches he threw, how many people had been sent into the hospital or even to the bottom of the river because of him. If only she knew about the crimson-stained clothes that he threw away just before she arrived that night, just in case she found it. He didn’t want that.

He didn’t want her to view him as the monster that he knew he was.

“How about we go make something?”

“Like cookies?”

He sent her a lopsided grin as he spoke, knowing from the way that her eyes lit up that cookies were going to be the only thing on her mind until they made some. Who was he to deny the gorgeous girl with the beaming smile on her face her cookies? “Why not?”

Her hand held tightly onto the whisk as she tried her best to whisk the mixture, sitting up on the counter with Calum watching her intently with a smile on his face. He could see as her arm went tired from the constant, intense whisking but she didn’t say anything, continuing to try and whisk it by herself.

“You want help there, baby?”

Her brown eyes glanced up at him, sending him a bashful smile as she rapidly held the bowl out to him, “Please.”

His arms, which had been crossed over his chest grabbed onto the bowl as he kicked himself away from the counter and closer towards the girl, muscles flexing as he began to whisk the mixture. She watched him with a small smile, admiring how he looked so perfect in a simple black t-shirt and trousers.

He was perfect. To her, he was anyway.

Soon enough, the cookies were unevenly spread out on the baking tray, due to Mel being distracted to stop Calum from eating the raw mixture. Every time that he tried, she would swat his hand with the spatula, and it was surprisingly sore for such a light hit with such an unthreatening object. They were popped in the oven -which they had forgotten to preheat- and left the two to chat, and for Calum to steal kisses in between their words.

He stood between her legs as Melanie sat up on the counter, his hands on either of her thighs, smiles on both of their faces.

“I love you, Cal,” Melanie whispered quietly, leaning in to softly press her lips against Calum’s, hands tangling in his t-shirt, playing with the soft fabric.

“I love you, Mel.”

It was beginning to become too late to tell her.

It was almost as if Calum had this switch. A switch from where he went from being so happy and love-y with his girl, to an aggressive douchebag. Calum, if he wanted to be, could be cold, detached, and an ultimately scary human being. He was like that with most, and in fact, he was sure the only person he hadn’t been like that with was the person he loved most.

At this current point in time, while his fist was colliding with a bruised and bloody boy, one that had very stupidly crossed the gang, he didn’t think of Melanie. It had to be the first time all day that he didn’t.

The boy in front of him was younger than him, by a few years, it seemed. Maybe eighteen, nineteen. This wouldn’t be the first time that Calum has had to deal with kids, unfortunately. Most of them far too dumb to realize what they were getting into. This one, however, he didn’t feel much remorse for since they had knowingly been spying on the gang, to feed back the information to someone. Calum needed to find out who.

“What’re they givin’ you, Kid? How many punches to the face before you start talking?” Calum aggressively called out, grabbing the beaten kid by the collar of his shirt, pulling him towards Calum slightly, making him look the gang member right in the eyes.

The boy limply turned his head to the side, spitting out the blood that was in his mouth before he looked back at the Maori boy, mouth parting as he began to talk, coming out in a rasp, “You’re Calum Hood, right?”

“What’s it to you, Kid?” Calum spat out aggressively. He was well-known, he knew that, especially amongst that world. Of course, the kid knew who he was.

The younger boy chuckled lightly, teeth showing off the red stain that Calum had made them, “My sister really is an idiot, isn’t she?”

“Your sister got you in this mess?”

“No, but she did get into a mess,” Calum stared down at the boy, eyebrows furrowed and getting more and more annoyed by the second when he couldn’t fully decipher the boy’s words. The boy scoffed as well as he could before mumbling, “God, Mel, you’re so stupid sometimes I swear.”

It was barely a mumble, but Calum had heard her name as clear as day, eyes widening slightly in disbelief.

“What?” Calum spat out, hand curling further into a fist as he stared down at the boy for asking.

“You might not know me, Calum. But you know my sister,” The boy drawled out, a sickening smirk somehow coming onto his face, despite how bloody, bruised, and swollen it was. The boy wasn’t dangerous, far from it actually, but right now he had the upper hand against Calum, “Melanie, her name is. Fairly acquainted are you not? It’d be awkward if you weren’t, to be honest.”

That’s when it clicked, Calum’s brown eyes ghosting over the boy’s beaten face, and it became so obvious. The curls, the distinct freckles...Even though the boy was beaten, he could still see the clear similarities between the boy he had just beaten up to the girl he loved with every fiber of his being.

“What the hell do you want?” Calum said with gritted teeth, hand tightening around the boy’s collar once again.

“What do I want?” Melanie’s brother asked, “I want you to turn around, Calum.”

Calum couldn’t help the defeat he felt when he did. All the anguish, grief, and guilt rising to the surface when he saw her standing there, staring at him with tears thick in her wide eyes and a terrified expression on her face.

“Mel...” He took a step forward, but she took a step back, profusely shaking her head.

“Don’t...Don’t come near me!” She had her eyes screwed shut, back up against the door behind her as she choked on her words.

She was terrified; something Calum never wanted her to be. He had vowed to himself that he would save her from every single fear she faced but this time he couldn’t. He couldn’t save her because he was her fear.

Melanie was scared of Calum.

“Flynn?” The girl called out to her brother, eyes briefly drifting over to him before flicking back over to Calum, making sure he stayed where he was. Flynn looked at his sister, the sight of his beaten face staring back at her making her feel sick, “Go outside. Please.”

At the sound of her broken plead, Calum felt like his heart had shattered in half. The gang member, in all of his life, had never felt so much pain, so helpless in his entire life. All because of one girl.

“Melanie...Baby, please, let me explain,” Calum didn’t take another step forward, scared that it would cause Melanie to run away or to cower away from him.

“How could you do this to him?” She asked, looking up at him with tears falling down her soft cheeks. All Calum wanted to do was hold her close and kiss her tears away, to comfort her but he couldn’t. When he didn’t reply, she pushed further, “How could you do this to me?”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Mel, please understand-” Calum broke down, tears pouring out of his eyes, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“You’re a monster, Calum.”

Melanie had never felt more betrayed. She trusted Calum, with her life. She trusted him to make her feel safe; to keep the monsters in the world away from her. But he was the biggest monster she had ever met.

Their love, which she had thought of like a fairytale, a pure, white, fruitful love that she had cherished with every part of her existence, was destroyed. Every piece of comfort she had ever felt with the boy slowly crumbling and slipping through her fingers. She loved Calum, but she couldn’t love the monster he was hiding beneath.

Melanie leaving him in the warehouse left a hole in his heart, he had never felt so weighed down in his entire life. After everything he had been through, every person he had punched, every person he had killed, it had never brought him so much emotion. Melanie was his weakness.

He leaned against the wall of his apartment as he kicked his shoes off, blood now nowhere to be seen on his body. Michael, god forgive him, had found Calum in the warehouse after Melanie had left, and had cleaned Calum up. Calum couldn’t even think about Melanie’s brother’s blood staining his clothes, the guilt and pain eating him alive.

Coming home certainly didn’t help.

It was void of her warmth and all of her things. The apartment was empty of their love like she had never even existed in his life. The only thing that even hinted towards her existence was the keys that sat on the kitchen counter and the note. A piece of paper that had clearly been ripped out of her favorite Disney notebook.

‘here’s your keys back’ it read in her loopy handwriting, sealed with a mostly-dried tear that had fallen from her own eyes as she wrote.

Calum had never felt more alone in his entire life. How could he ever have allowed himself to corrupt such a pure love with his tainted heart?

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